Considerations

The buzz of the Bee on devotional flight
The heat of the Sun and the cool of the night
The spark of a tune, that brightened my life
The bite of the truth, when it cut like a knife
The loss of a childhood I tried hard to keep
The prayers that I offered for all the lost sheep
The blame I accepted, that weighs on my mind
The times I was cruel when I could have been kind
The favours I asked of the one I don’t see
The desperate quest in my wish to be free
The plans that expired whilst waiting in cue
The smiles that I wasted, to find someone new
The journeys I planned to travel the land
The lines of my future, carved into my hand
The heartaches I felt when love was cut free
The torment of dreams in my search for the key
The crack of the whip to the hiss of the snake
The light that came in when I started to wake
The flash in my eye and the force of my will
The choice that I made when tempted to kill
The silence of peace to the screaming of war
The look on my face as I asked what life’s for
The cry in the cot to death’s rattle in bed
The wondering why, hatred gets fed
The yelling of anger, the whisper of peace
I watch life pass by, before my release

© Steve Bentley